Atop the Edge of the World: Ebey’s Landing, Sunday 7 March 2010

Our second family dayhike at Ebey’s Landing on Whidbey Island this year, Sunday 7 March 2010

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Morgan in green and Kate in blue with Jo Dog in the middle at the Big Dead Tree. We’re atop the bluffs of Ebey’s Landing above Perego’s Lagoon below and the Salish Sea beyond.

Kristina and I returned to Ebey’s landing 15 days after our first visit of the year there and three days before our house burned down. The weather was worse on this second trip. Chilly. Cloudy. Glorious beauty tinged with brooding melancholy, perhaps hints of what was to come, an unconscious uncertainty with a major era in our lives was soon coming to an end as the Great Recession continued to grind  on. Even so, we’re out here moving our bodies in nature, activating our minds, working thru our blended family relationship conflicts, grumbling about the weather and still in awe of the magnificent scenery of Ebey’s Landing. This time it was Morgan, who now goes by Dylan, and Kate, my daughters from my ex-wife and still good friend Gwen and stepdaughters to my then-current wife Kristina, who piled into the same minivan with me, Kristina, and Jo Jo Jolie, our English springer spaniel with liver-colored spots. Some weekends Talia is with her bio-dad and stepmother, as she was this time. On other weekends, however, Morgan and Kate are with their mom and stepdad, as they were last time. On yet other weekends all three are with me and Kristina, and once in a while none of them are. It’s not necessarily an organized rotation, tho it often is, but more depends on what the various parents and co-parents planned and agreed to follow. Blended family dynamics are constantly changing in our community.

Ebey’s Landing is a National Historical Reserve and State Park. It’s a unique integration of national park, state park, and local town and county parks. It’s about halfway up the westward edge of Whidbey Island, the largest island in the State of Washington. Whidbey’s also the 40th largest within the United States of America. It is long, slender island and a somewhat crooked extension of a cluster of archipelagos linked together in the Salish Sea. We were happy to be back even tho the weather felt more forbidding than our previous visit. Fresh air and exercise with beautiful and expansive views of nature haunted by gloomy graves amidst the threat of stormy weather made Ebey’s Landing inviting. Well, certainly for us grownups (LOL?).

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Along the Edge of the World: Ebey’s Landing, February 2010

Our first family dayhike at Ebey’s Landing on Whidbey Island this year, Sunday 21 February 2010

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Off we go along the edge of the world! Kristina takes the lead with our dog Jo sniffing in the grass uphill to her right. Talia’s in the middle with her playmate Anaise trotting along behind. Foto by me, the author, with a Nikon D40 DSLR.

In the weeks before our house burned down, our family, blended into different combinations, made two trips up to Ebey’s Landing National Historical Reserve and State Park. It’s a unique integration of national park, state park, and local town and county parks. Whidbey Island is the largest island by far in the State of Washington and the 40th largest within the United States of America. It’s a long, slender, and somewhat crooked extension of a cluster of archipelagos linked together in the Salish Sea. On this wintry trip with hints of spring are my then-now-ex-wife Kristina and I along with Talia, my stepdaughter I’ve help raise since her birth, and Anaise, one of Talia’s early childhood friends. Plus JoJo Jo Dog! We packed up snacks, bottles of water, extra clothes, and a first aid kit, piled into our minivan at our home in Edmonds, and headed north to the islands. The weather turned out “Fabulous! It’s fabulous, William!” to quote Kristina. The morning cold was pushed out by bright, blue skies without any clouds to behold. Just lots of golden sunshine and distant fog with the low, brown, lowland haze of urban air pollution.

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Solo Trek in Mt. Rainier National Park, August 2009

Solo exploration, lots of solitude and quiet, and, occasionally, people

A Foto Essay Adventure from Sunday 2 – Tuesday 4 August 2009

Self-portrait by the author up on Plummer Peak in the Tatoosh with Mt. Rainier (Ti’Swaq’) in the background with glimpses of Paradise, Monday the 3rd of August 2009.

This was one of the few times I traveled out solo while my wife, Kristina at the time, and the kids stayed home or engaged in other activities. Sometimes one needs to be alone. While I missed my family, I also valued these rare moments all to myself out in the vastness of Nature. Ambiverts such as myself often need time for one’s self as well as time in the midst of others. The presence of the Divine was everywhere every time I paid attention.

Selfy shot from just below the summit of Eagle Peak in the Tatoosh Range. Yup, that’s me, William Bass, early August 2009.

Squeezing between the early morning and noon crowd waves as I followed behind this SUV into the park at the famous Nisqually Entrance, Sunday 2 June 2009.

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Ripples Sparkling in the Sunset

From a magickal evening at Lime Kiln Point State Park, San Juan Island, Washington

Ripples sparkle in the sunset on our honeymoon.

Faithlyn and I, newlyweds, sat in a restaurant on the edge of Friday Harbor and asked our server where do locals go to enjoy the best sunsets. 

“At the old lighthouse at Lime Kiln!” she blurted as she stood up straight with a grin. “My parents used to run the lighthouse there back when it was a real, working lighthouse.”

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